C238 (1/2)
Luo Qingyu accompanied her at the side for a long time, but little Jun Hao was still locked inside the room. He had spent a lot of time in the room reading the picture book he had made, over and over again, as if he did not know how to get tired. It had been a long time since he had eaten. Luo Qingyu wanted to advise him, but he could never hear her voice.
He had not slept for the entire night, and now that he had had two meals without any food, he was extremely weak. However, he didn't seem to feel anything, only flipping through his picture book.
After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly stopped looking and just sat there in a daze. Old Housekeeper had already been knocking on the door for a long time now, he came to deliver food to Lu Junhao. When Father Lu brought Lu Juncheng and her stepmother out, no one else saw it. Old Housekeeper saw it very clearly, so Lu Junhao lonely returned to the room.
Old Housekeeper was very sad. He knew about this young master and he had always wanted to make Father Lu happy, but Father Lu had never cared about him. Father Lu didn't care, but he cared. He knocked on the door again and again, waiting outside for him to come out. When the food was cold, she would bring it back to heat. When it was hot, it would become cold. When it was cold, she would bring it back to heat. Again and again.
The empress of Lu Jun sat there blankly as if he didn't hear anything. Her eyes were empty, devoid of any signs of life. Luo Qingyu looked at him as if he was about to pass away like the Lu Mai.
He seemed to be thinking about something, but also seemed to be in a daze.
After Lu Jun left, she had only been thinking about why Father Lu did not want to marry him. Why was it that no matter what he did, Father Lu could not like him? He had lost her mother, and now he had only her father. But what difference was there between this father and nothing? Where in the world did he do badly? Would the Father Lu really hate him that much?
He could not understand, he was still young, and after a while, he could not understand, why was he his son too, and the only son he had in his eyes, Lu Juncheng, whom he had not known for long? He didn't understand. He really didn't understand.
He suddenly remembered the words that the Lu Mai had told him before he passed away: No matter what happens, he must be strong and walk down this path. Lu Mai would definitely not harm him, he only needed to listen to Lu Mai. Since the Father Lu was unwilling to pay attention to his son, he would pretend to not have a father.
It was as if he suddenly understood. Why did he feel sad for someone who didn't care about him? Why did he have to make himself so miserable? He was the eldest son of the Lu family, the future heir to Lu. He shouldn't be like this, and Lu Mai had told him so many times to be strong, so he definitely should not disappoint her.
He was no longer in a daze. He moved, but his eyes were still looking at the picture book. However, they were no longer filled with sadness. His eyes were filled with determination. When Luo Qingyu saw him movhehe was very happy in his heart. He thought that he had figured it out, but when he saw that his eyes were still looking at the painting, she couldn't help but become worried for him. She looked at him for a long time and knew that he had finally thought it through, because the look in his eyes was different. He was the one who had truly transformed.
Lu Junhao picked up the picture book that he painstakingly made, and without even blinking his eyes, he tore off the picture book. Page after page, he tore off a portion of each page. Luo Qingyu was curious, he went over to take a look and realised that he had torn apart all the parts of the painting that contained Father Lu s.
Looking at Lu Junhao's expression, she knew that he had finally thought it through and would probably not be sad anymore because of Father Lu. Luo Qingyu cried. She was so happy that she cried.
After tearing apart all the scenes regarding the Father Lu, he stood up, but due to not eating and not sleeping for the entire night, he swayed twice, as if she was about to fall down. Luo Qingyu hurried over to support him, but she could not even touch him. He thought he would fall, but he clenched his teeth and steadied himself.
He walked towards the door step by step, each step determined. It was as if he had grown up overnight, but there was no warmth in his eyes, only indifference and hypocrisy. Luo Qingyu covered his mouth as tears continuously flowed down his face. So this was the reason for her indifference. He had actually suffered so much, suffered so much.
Lu Junhao finally walked to the door and opened it. Outside, the Old Housekeeper was still waiting and the food was still steaming hot. When Old Housekeeper saw him come out, he was extremely excited and cried in happiness.
”Young master, young master, you've finally come out. You must be hungry. Eat some food, it's still warm. Hurry up and eat.”
”Grandpa Butler, thank you. I am indeed hungry.”
He took the food from Old Housekeeper. Old Housekeeper originally thought that he would turn around and return to his room to eat, but he did not. He walked towards the dining hall and continued to eat.
”Young master …”
Old Housekeeper was very pleased to see him like this. He felt that this child had grown up.
”Grandpa butler, you should come over and eat too.”
”Sigh, that's great, that's great.”
Old Housekeeper quickly ran over and wiped away his tears. He had lived for so long, yet why was he still crying so easily? The more he lived, the more he would return. He was even inferior to a child.